The nine people were still yelling at him, his father and grandfather, and their tone and words had escalated. But the nine people didn't expect that he was coming towards them like a god of killing, like a ghost.
Ye Xuan circulated the Nine Heart Sutra, completely sealed his breath, and left towards the nine people.
At this moment, his body was surrounded by nine-colored divine lights, emitting an extremely strong and powerful aura. He suppressed the anger and murderous aura of Kyoto, stepped on agile pace, and his body drew a mysterious streamline in the air, landing among the nine people at a speed that could not be faster.
At this moment, his body was as brilliant as a god, gorgeous and dazzling. Against the backdrop of the ethereal and clear divine light, it was like an ancient god resurrected and the pride of heaven descended to earth.
When the nine disciples of the Ye family saw him appear, they were stunned. Although they were disciples of the aristocratic family, they had never seen such a surprising thing. They looked at Ye Xuan without any precautions at the first time. Because Ye Xuan appeared too shockingly, not only did he have no signs, but he also had no breath. When they saw the dazzling nine-colored divine light, he had already landed in front of the nine people.
His speed was too fast, so fast that the nine people had time to react.
"Who are you?"
After counting breaths, one of the nine people, a slightly older young man asked in surprise.
Ye Xuan's laughter was pleasant and friendly, but he said something in his mouth covered by a white towel, which made the nine people feel cold.
"I am the god of death. I eat your flesh, peel your skin, drink your blood, tear you into pieces, and crush your bones and ashes to death!"
As soon as his voice came to an end, his originally soft and warm eyes suddenly became extremely sharp. The light flashed like a substance, like a sword or a knife, making the person who looked at him tremble.
At this moment, his body was activated like lightning. He took a smart and wonderful step, and the first move of the powerful Wuming Induction Fist was exerted four times in one breath, hitting the four Ye family disciples closest to him.
A miserable humming sounded, and the four people fell to the ground one after another. The four people had extraordinary cultivation and their divine power were all in the fourth level of Lingwu. But Ye Xuan suddenly took action and had a huge murderous intent, leaving them no chance to survive. The four people fell to the ground, their expressions full of reluctance and fear.
As soon as he took action, he killed four people, which made the remaining five Ye family disciples feel chilled.
Ye Xuan kept shaking, and the first move of Wuming Induction Fist was blasted out again. With the cooperation of his body like lightning, it hit a disciple of the Ye family.
"die!"
He sneered, and the word "death" came out, as if it was Shura from hell, and killed the young man with one punch.
Nine went to the fifth, and the remaining four roared at the same time. The long sword in their hands pierced out four extremely sharp sword lights, seizing Ye Xuan's vital points. At the same time, six sleepy young men came from the tents around. When they saw the scene in front of them, they did not think too much, and they rushed towards Ye Xuan with their swords.
By fighting ten, Ye Xuan was surrounded by disciples of the Ye family.
He hid in the nine-colored divine light, and his right fist quickly bombarded a person. The second move of Wuming Induction Fist was exerted, and an extremely surging force surged out from his body, pulling straight to smash the chest of the person he bombarded.
This is the weakest among the ten people. In terms of cultivation, he is not on the same level as him. What's more, he used the second unnamed enlightenment boxing that can stimulate multiple times of his body's strength.
"Beast, I dare to attack and kill my brother of the Ye family. I really don't know how to die. Brothers use their strongest combat skills to tear him to pieces."
The oldest young man among the nine people roared angrily, and with a swing of his sword, a sword light like a training came straight towards Ye Xuan. This was a mid-grade sword skill in the spiritual level, and he suddenly used it with infinite power.
Ye Xuan sneered, instead of retreating, the first move of Wuming's Initiation Fist instantly shattered the sword light, and his body flashed like a ghost, and he arrived in front of the young man in one breath.
"die!"
He shouted angrily, and shot out his long fist, and took the young man's face.
"you---"
The young man was shocked. He did not expect that Ye Xuan was so powerful. Not only did he fear the sword he swung with all his strength, but he also killed him in an instant.
But when the fist thunder was shaking, the nine-colored fist light was as bright as the stars, releasing an extremely violent force, breaking through the youth's defense at a very fast speed, allowing him to feel the terror of falling heavily from a huge mountain. The power of Ye Xuan's punch was filled with the devastating aura that could crush everything. At an incredible speed, the crazy nine-colored divine light was surging like an avalanche, directly bombarding his chest.
The angry blow surpassed the power of all the previous first form of the nameless fist. With one punch, the upper half of the young man's body was smashed. Blood splashed everywhere and shot at everyone. The young man's body fell two feet away, without any snort or roar. He was in extremely frightened and beaten by Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan easily killed this person in the midst of the crowd, and suddenly shocked all the Ye family members present.
They couldn't believe what was happening in front of them. It was too unreal. A strong man from the sixth level of the Lingwu Realm was blown up by someone. They savored the speed and power of the punch, and a kind of inexplicable tension arose in their hearts.
Ye Xuan killed this person, but his body had not stopped. He had already twisted his body to attack another young man, and he used the first move of Wuming Induction Fist again.
Among the people he killed, all died under the power and speed of his sudden burst. Not all these people were really that bad. Among the seven people he killed, the weakest one was the second level of the spiritual martial arts realm in the spiritual martial arts realm, and the strongest one was the young man just now, the sixth level of the spiritual martial arts realm.
If these people used combat skills to siege him together, there might be someone who would die in battle at this moment, but they would not be defeated so badly. Although their personal strength is far from Ye Xuan, they are fifteen people, fifteen martial artists in the spiritual martial arts realm, and they come from ancient families with profound backgrounds.
If fifteen people join forces and use their superior combat skills to attack and kill him, the power will be unimaginable.